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The deer were wonderfully responsive to their aims, taking off abruptly with a thunder that sent a shiver up Gannet's spine. His blood urged him to get closer, to tear at the legs of one of the rear creatures, but common sense held him resolutely back.

His joy was tempered only briefly, and that was in a moment's anxiety when he saw Phox dart past both older boys, seemingly caught up in the chase.  Gannet opened his mouth to let out a sharp warning yip when the younger boy seemed to think better anyway, a near miss sending him back.  No harm no foul, but a close one!

Gannet picked up his own pace a bit and tracked the movements of the rear deer himself, studying the way they ran.  It was useful to know how prey behaved in order to better anticipate how to avoid an accident, and he was by no means accomplished enough to let a lesson go by either.